I went to my forever home on June 13, 2020!
More About Me: Let me tell you a bit about why my name was chosen. You see, I am really picky with my food, BUT I have no problem eating things that aren’t food. For example, when I went to the shelter, my stool was checked. In it, they found a sock. I couldn’t tell you where the other sock of the pair is, but it’s my understanding that solo socks are a common problem. Anyway, one of Pet Harbor’s amazing volunteers, the one who can find a needle in a haystack, found some sock-appropriate names for me from the list of 9/11 victims. I, therefore, became Bobbi, as in bobby socks. My foster family cannot figure out how I could have eaten a sock when I seem to do nothing wrong. Maybe it was my sole mistake ever? I really am a wonderful gal, sweet, gentle, not a powerhouse. I stay out of trouble & emit gentle sweetness. I paid attention when one of the White House inhabitants gave his inaugural address and became kind & gentle.